Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has moderate length white hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Efferil's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Efferil has worked very hard to control his curse. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He very much looks the part of a Blacksmith. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Blacksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Blacksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 pp. Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (10 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man usually wears his green robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Hematite (12 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1300 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Malachite (12 gp).